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It was a face which darkness could kill
				  in an instant
a face as easily hurt
		    by laughter or light

  'We think differently at night'
				  she told me once
lying back languidly

		   And she would quote Cocteau

'I feel there is an angel in me' she'd say
				'whom I am constantly shocking'

  Then she would smile and look away 
	light a cigarette for me
				sigh and rise

and stretch
	her sweet anatomy

		       let fall a stocking

Added: 16 Jan 2002 | Last Read: 4 Jul 2009 2:27 PM | Viewed: 5902 times

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